10 April 2014 @ 07:57 pm
[ Today, Sollux comes on with a friend. Not just any friend, but a fuzzy purple bee perched on his finger. Even by alien bee standards, it's pretty big-- a queen bee. He looks actually happy for once. Savor this rare moment. The bee, however, seems agitated, not unlike all the other animals lately... ]

Hey RX, look what I found. I guess you're not guilty of complete bee genocide. I don't know how the shit she survived, maybe she found somewhere warm? Don't know, don't care. This is fucking awesome, and my bees are fucking awesome. Alternia bees: 1. Regular bees: 0.

But, uh, does this mean anything to anyone?

[ He holds up a piece of paper that reads:

`QpD BaS WATQF CsqarS GAVQ T`Q `UqArG GsqQT`arS WFsrS PArSQF

...in careful but still awful handwriting. ]

I even wrote it down twice to make sure it wasn't wrong, fuck if I know where she got it from.
 
 
06 March 2014 @ 02:14 pm
whats up assguards important question 4 u all

so today is officially the 366th day of me being here in the city
meaning ive been here 1 year in earth time
but in asgard time i came here at the end of year 415 + now we just stumbled into 418
so my question is what time do u use when talking about days and months etc here do you still use whatever you did at home or do you do it the asgard way

(this is me working out if i should be calling myself 17 or like 19 by now btw)
(it makes a difference!! :3)
(tho i guess using asgard years means you have to add them in retroactively too)
(meaning i would be 34 now F THAT)

how many others have been here over a year anyway

p.s. i feel like doing something fun anyone wanna go out
 
 
09 February 2014 @ 12:09 am
omg, why is it so cold in this city?? :(


[ OOC note: Okay, I lasted like three weeks but I'm back. So sorry to my CR, ahh. :C ]
 
 
07 February 2014 @ 09:40 pm
[Nepeta stands behind a brightly decorated stall in one of the main areas of Freyr, looking bright and chipper and even more excited than usual.

"Black and Blue" is the name announced across the front of the stall, with lots of not-completely-professionally drawn pictures of the services offered at Equius’ and her shop.

She has a smile on her face as she cheerfully accosts passers-by, offering them a tray of cupcakes, and she seems to have enlisted Aurthour to do the same, while Pounce carries an open bag of sweets in her mouth to draw people in.

Nepeta and Pounce both have a cute black and blue ribbon tied above one ear, and Aurthour seems to have acquired the same as a bowtie. Oh! And it looks like a certain glowering moirail of Nepeta’s has been talked into wearing the same as he presides behind the stall.]


Come visit us at Black and Blue! The best service station in Asgard!

[The only one, actually, but shh. She’s having too much fun with this.]
 
 

Picture the scene: Incy Wincy's just climbed the water spout

only to find the sky's grey with a chance of severe flood warnings, wide-spread sunny spells and the occasional flurry of snow

how does Incy feel?

is he angry?
confused?
cheated?

is he wondering if the weatherman actually bothered to study meteorology before hopping up onto the television screen?

Here's the kicker: yesterday he heard the sky went black at night. It was dark when he started his climb, so why's it day now?




How about you. How do you feel?

 
 
19 January 2014 @ 02:13 pm
I've been here forever already, how much longer do I have to sit around being bored out of my pan before something happens?

[ If "barely a month" is forever. But he looks pretty disgruntled about it, and he's ready to lay on the melodrama while willfully ignoring... just about everything else that's happened lately. None of that has to do with him, so it doesn't really count. ]

This is some kind of punishment, isn't it? Like before I die I have to sit here and waste away doing absolutely nothing. Maybe I'll just die of boredom. I thought it would be a little less pathetic than that when it happened but I guess not.
 
 
18 January 2014 @ 07:47 pm
[At first it seemed strange to him to wake up in bed alone, but then again, she had been gone for several days already. That's what Jade always did, jumped right into the line of fire for defense...and he didn't. He'd decided not to go because he knew he'd essentially be useless on this mission. He couldn't lie though; he'd missed her terribly in the days she was gone. It disrupted routine to not have her nearby.

The strange thing was that when he awoke alone that morning, Osiris was whining and Bec was sitting near the foot of the bed just staring at him. He checked the time. It was late morning and the dogs were just staring and it was in that moment that Draco crawled out of bed and examined the apartment.

Perhaps she'd gone to work that morning after all. No matter. He would just send her a text--

--where was her name? No, no that's impossible. Jade was just here, how is it possible that her name's disappeared just like that? He knew what this meant. He knew exactly what this meant and it was with the startling realization that that day has finally come that he settled on the floor of his apartment with the bracelet in his hands.

Half an hour passes as Bec continued to stare, Osiris continued to whine, and Draco continued to scan the travelers' list to make sure it wasn't a mistake. It wasn't...and it's with that discovery that he clicked onto the network to type five simple words.]


Jade Harley has left Asgard.

[It wasn't until later while he was sorting through things in their bedroom that he came across her journals. The first one he opened presented him with a list of instructions, definitely something Jade'd been working on for a while. So some time later, an additional message is tacked on.]

Ellie, Roxy, Ryan, Stiles...she left things for you. Davesprite. I've got something for you, too.

If anyone has something of Jade's in particular they may want, perhaps negotiations can be made.
[But good luck.]
 
 
17 December 2013 @ 05:01 pm
[This is Itachi attempting a bit of holiday spirit. And if he's going to be doing this, he might as well let those see it who might get a kick out of it. Apparently this holiday is a big deal for a lot of the inhabitants here.

He adjusts the image so that his sweater is clearly visible and even flips the lights on.]


I understand why people would be irritated with having their coats turned into something they didn't expect recently, but if not for that I find this particular tradition somewhat charming.

[This is not a cursed sweater. He actually picked it out himself.]

[He blinks the lights again.]
 
 
08 December 2013 @ 09:10 pm
[To the casual observer, it’s pretty simple. One absolutely gorgeous looking girl, and a super adorable little girl setting up a stall in the aftermath of another harrowing event.

There’s a large barrel, and an array of cloths and oils needed to be able to properly clean up an array of metals. Not that either of them really know what they’re doing.

In reality, although it might not be so obvious - Naruto has gone to great lengths to pull this prank. His hair is red, he’s wearing a dress. Aladdin however, dyed his hair purple, putting on a cute blouse and skirt.

They’ve both spent time addressing a need for makeup to try for something convincing, and for added authenticity, they’ve used one of Aladdin’s runes to change their voices, too. It’s all part of an elaborate plan.

Swords cleaned for free! That’s what the sign says.]


Free sword cleanin’ service! One day only!

We'll make your swords gleam like never before!

For Free!. Y’hear?

This is just a present to all our beloved travelers that are fighting the good fight!

So come on over for a good cleaning!

[ooc: Just so you know, anyone who has their sword cleaned will actually be letting themselves in for a surprise. Aladdin and Naruto will both be applying a rune to any swords that pass their stall. That rune will make it sparkle every time it’s used. =D. It will not activate until the next day~]
 
 
04 December 2013 @ 04:12 pm
[To say it's been kind of harrowing for Asgard lately would be an understatement, but for Jane it's a very fitting description, and what is better for shoving your feelings and concern than diving headfirst into a hobby?

At least, that's what Jane thinks. When the feed comes on she's a bit red from the lingering heat, smudged with flour on her nose and cheeks, and her hair sticks to her forehead.]


Hoo...So, um...this may not have been my brightest idea. You know. Given the, um, the weather. And such.

[She turns the bracelet to show a kitchen table covered in various kinds of cake.] But I wanted to make some cake...and I ended up making far too much for even two people to eat. Would anyone like some? You don't even have to come hunting for it, I'll bring it to you if you ask. Though, um...if it's not too much trouble, could I have a little time before I run out? I've finally sat down, and I'd like to stay that way for a bit.

[And then, just before it cuts out,] It's free, by the way! Free cake. I don't imagine anybody would hate that.
 
 
18 November 2013 @ 12:56 pm
[ The Doctor’s sunk into a couch - in the living room of Thor 103 - half draped on the armrest rather than the back. The bracelet is lying on the table in front of it so the screen shows more than just the shoulders up because that’s boring.

He offers a wide smile and spreads his arms. ]

Good afternoon, Asgard! Today I bring you a sort of… inquiry. Or closer to a survey, I suppose. You see, I’ve been reliably informed that I… Hm.

Maybe I should have written a script.

I touch people a lot.

[ A pause, as he briefly turns his head towards the other side of the couch with a questioning look. ]

Yeah, that was weird wording. What I mean is! I like hugs, and… such. And I’ve been informed-- Well, I’ve been informed but also noticed that not everyone likes that.

[Clara leans over so she’s in sight, and manages a long stare for the Doctor. And then a sigh. This is entirely ridiculous.]

At least you’re able to admit it. Finally.

[ While she stares, he looks right back at her because. What? At least this way it’s pretty much impossible to make mistake. It’s a flawless plan. ]

Well I’ve never had any problems before.

[ Sniff. ]

Anyway. People don’t always like being touched, apparently, at least not from just anyone, or anyone but… close friends… So!

[ He straightens abruptly, almost hops in his seat, and rests his elbows on his thighs, hands clasped in front of him. ]

To avoid anyone feeling uncomfortable or any… misunderstandings, I’ve created a sort of. Pamphlet. So you can tell me what you don’t want me to do. I’m going to send it over in text form, but I’ve also got paper ones. You could stop by and fill one out. Unless you for some reason think that’s odd, I suppose.

[Clara snorts, rolling her eyes.]

Course it’s odd to ask people to really, actually pop by in person to fill out your questions about whether or not you can touch them. How is that even a thing you can suppose? It’s beyond supposing at this point, Doctor.

[There’s a laugh after that, and she’s clearly teasing. Mostly.]


[ He gives her an indignant frown. ]

Yes, well, you humans have weird hang-ups!

[ Clearing his throat, he turns back to the screen and raises his chin. ]

Companions, family, my old girl, and myself need not apply.

[Wait a second, Doctor. That’s just rude. Her jaw drops, eyes widen, and she tries not to look offended. And fails.]

Don’t listen to him. Anyone is welcome to respond. Particularly companions and family.

[ He frowns at her as he reaches for the bracelet. ]

What? No. You lot’s already used to it.

Text bit in here since I might as well cut the post a bit shorter )

((OOC: Replies can probably be expected from both of them. I'm not sorry Eleven's so ridiculous.))
 
 
22 October 2013 @ 09:27 pm
[Backdated to day 342.]

There isn't a face in the feed yet, only a quick splay of rooftops and colored awnings. Whoever is filming right now appears to be chasing after something, and he sounds slightly winded.]


Asgard. City in the asshole of a pan-dimensional nexus. Home to a hella diverse collection of creatures and people. Also home to poor SOBs in rad shades cursed to grow furry appendages. Let us examine one in particular as he moves within this treacherous environment...

[And so the feed peeks over the edge of a roof, peering down into a semi-crowded street where one Dirk Strider (sporting a viciously-whipping blonde cat's tail) and one Davesprite (in all his winged glory) are currently having a stare off.

Davesprite is saying something -- it sounds vaguely like, "...ill-advised, one-way tickets to the Twilight Zone and there's no way I'm gonna give in to such a base impulse. No matter what kind of yankable vibe your tail is giving off right now." just as a shadow rises from the ground between Dirk's feet and gives the "furry noodle" (as it was just previously described a moment ago) a swift tug. Catboy yelps and spins, and Birdboy takes the opening by darting forward and giving the tail a quick tug.

(Whoever is filming lets out a low, soft chuckle.

Crows are douchebags.)]


-- you're going to lose feathers in a minute --

[That's Dirk as moves forward to swat at Crowboy, who hops backward on his toes without so much of a flick of his wings before taking off at a full run.]

Oh shit, someone needs his catnip! [That is called over Davesprite's shoulder as he vaults over a fence and darts out of sight.

Dave lifts the bracelet up and holds it above his head in a practiced sort of way. With his free hand, he cocks his thumb and index finger at the feed and smirks.]


Submitted for the approval of the Asgardian Nature Society. Part two coming in approximately four minutes.




[Sorry, not sorry, bros.]
 
 
22 October 2013 @ 11:04 am
[LET'S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS, TO DEFEAT THE...daily duties of the brotherhood. Vacation's nearly over, Assassini.]

Locked to the Assassins and their allies SORRY ASGARD he'll be more sociable next time :B )

[Open Action OptionA Needle in a Haystack is having a sale! Stopping into the shop today will great you a break on food, and perhaps some easier haggling on the rest. Come on by and say hello to Harmless MerchantsTM and an extremely burly Mohawk man. Just don't touch him.]
 
 
17 October 2013 @ 08:23 pm
[So. Someone is bored before work.]

a/s/l?

[There's a pause before this next part is included in it]

btw
i know some of u are deprived souls who dont know what internet is so asl stands 4 age sex location
as in 16/f/freyr or 16/f/earth if u want 2 do that instead
not 20/yes plz/the kitchen this isnt sexual cluedo were playin
unless you want to do that instead ;)
 
 
09 October 2013 @ 03:46 pm
[A new face pops up on the network tonight, and anyone who's been to Sigyn's Welcome Hall can recognize the living area. Jane's curled up on one of the couches, and she certainly looks tired, but it's doubtful she's been able to sleep if she's awake now.]

Um...hi, Asgard. Or whoever's awake, I suppose. [She glances aside.] Geez, this is silly, why don't I just wait until morning? [Maybe because you're finally feeling right in the head? It's been two days, hun, time to bite the bullet.] Oh, whatever. I might as well ask my question.

I've been reading things on the network since I arrived, and I noticed that there are lots of entries about some sort of incident, and someone named Thiazi. What exactly happened? It seems like it was pretty awful, and I don't know whether I should be concerned or not. If I'm really to stay here, I should know what to expect, right? Not much else I can do.

That's all I really wanted to know. I understand if it's something difficult to talk about, and if you'd rather avoid it, but I can't fall asleep tonight, and if you happen to be awake anyway, I don't mind chatting for a while either. [And then, because she really should've introduced herself before,] My name is Jane Crocker, by the way. Some of my friends have been here for some time, to my understanding - Roxy Lalonde and Dirk Strider, if you know them - but I'd like to get to know the folks here, too.
 
 
08 October 2013 @ 12:09 am
[There's a lot Harry can say here, and a lot that he doesn't want to speak about, because he's at the point where comfort is frustrating. If he apologizes, he might hear that it's not his fault. But if he doesn't apologize, he won't feel as if he's made any effort. It seems best to begin there, anyway.

He has an idea of how to do it.]


There are a couple things I'd like to say. The first thing is very important, but I'd like the chance to not really speak about it. Talking about it isn't really ... helping, you see. It's not that I don't appreciate what everyone's said to me, but I think I need time. And honestly, I feel a little bad for that. Sorry.

[There's a noted pause.]

Like the others, I was infected by Thiazi. I'm sorry for the damage I did. You can personally blame me for what happened to the hospital and library. [And his father.] But I wasn't infected for all the things I said, so I'm sorry for that, too. Sometimes you don't need to be turned into someone else to see the worst parts of yourself. What it told me, though, is that we might need to be more active in finding out the problem. I've learned a lot about Thiazi since I got here, but as a group, we might want to ... attack more. If that's feasible.

[The proactivity is the best he can come up with. A part of it is because he's so upset over what's happened to him.

Harry knows that there were other things motivating him. He knows that he was filled with rage because of the same outside influence, that he didn't need to black out to have that, but he doesn't care. Looking back, he still feels somewhat like himself.]


Which, er. Speaking of that. I have something for you Ellie. [He pulls up a vase from off-screen, and it has flowers in it.] I'd heard you liked these, so this is what I'd like to be able to give you soon. If that's all right. [He looks and feels a bit foolish. He puts down the flowers before anyone gets any ideas.]

—So, um, moving on from that, I had a plan after the attack on the city—the one with the giants, rather than our bracelets. We were all without our bracelets, and it isn't fully functional for battle purposes yet, but I've opened a courier service. I got my owl Hedwig back, and the two of us will be working together to deliver packages. The idea is to have a messaging system that doesn't rely on the bracelets. Because while I trust Loki, I don't trust Thiazi not to attack us again somehow. I guess that's even more appropriate now, yeah?

[He feels like it's the time to smile, but he can't quite muster it up. So, for a moment, he looks like he's straining for one.]

Anyway, the business is called the Owlery Courier. [Or, well, it's longer than that, but he figures the shortened version is fine.] It's located in Heimdall, but I've set up boxes in every district. I'll be checking them every evening. There will be a note if I've already checked for the day. If you'd like to use it, the fees will be available on the boxes. And if you'd like to work for me, I promise above average wages, but I'm only looking for two workers right now.

Right, well. I think that's enough for today.
 
 
03 October 2013 @ 08:58 pm
[The voice feed buzzes to life suddenly in the middle of a sentence.]

-doing it right?

[A slightly younger teenage voice is heard, shaky with nerves. Only strained panting fills the silence afterwards, and then when the boy speaks, it’s a little more firm, as he forces himself to stay calm. He’s determined to see whatever is happening through until the end.]

How do you feel?

[An unsteady exhale is released, and after drawing in a somewhat shrill breath, Akihiko finally replies, sounding mildly strained.]

Y-Yeah, just… slow down a little. It feels kinda… weird. Give me a-

[He gasps quietly right then, his body reflexively turning rigid when jostled. Akihiko takes a moment to will his rigid muscles to relax, well-disciplined from years of training.]

All right, my body’s ready now. Keep going… You’ve gotta get better at doing this, Ryoji.

Cut for length and extra terrible )
 
 
15 September 2013 @ 04:58 pm

[Oh, look, it's no one's favorite troll! And he's smirking wickedly at the video feed from the safety of his room in Baldr. He taps out a rhythm on his desk with ring be-decked fingers, claws glinting dangerously in the light, as he attempts to formulate just exactly how he wants to address these peasants he's been surrounded by.

His thoughts have been dark, wildly violent and his anger far more intrusive than normal. He has always been quick to anger, to indignation, but something about this seems more extreme than his idle threats before.
]

Y'knoww wwhat I think is real fuckin' funny--wwhat makes me laugh myself to sleep durin' the day?

After all a' your wwhinin' an' empty threats about makin' me pay if I culled someone, I massacred Ter an' nothin' happened.  You all are a bunch a' cowward human lowwlifes wwho can't evven compare to the grandness an' perfection that is Eridan Ampora.

It's really quite entertainin', to think a' you all scurryin' around like squeakbeasts, livvin' your meager existences. Just wwaitin' to be culled.

[He growls low under his breath, banging his fist on the desk suddenly.]

An' meanwwhile I think you'vve all forgotten just howw fuckin' dangerous it is to ignore or ridicule your BETTERS! So I'll just havve to remind you.

EQU!

[He has the good sense to filter the video now just to the blueblooded troll.]

You're goin' to be buildin' me a doomsday devvice. One that fuckin' wworks this time! You evven think a' talkin' back an' I'll kick that swweaty face a' yours in. You wwouldn't wwant to argue wwith your superior, noww wwould you?

 
 
01 September 2013 @ 06:30 pm
[The video starts off with Dirk in the bar Stride, he was polishing the bar and looks up when the feed connections.]

Take a second to hear me out. In light of all the recent battles, stressful situations, and losses of people - Roxy and I thought we all could do with some time off.

The party will be held at the date on the ad. [The ad gets some screen time before things go back to Dirk Strider.]

So, come join us for a bit and take a load off.

We all need it.

[ooc: Party log is here.]
 
 
29 August 2013 @ 05:03 pm
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psa
some of you knew the lovely cutie green alien called calliope
she left a few days ago :'(
(her green alien bro left too a while ago but nobody gives a f about him)
she didnt leave much here except some drawings of ppl that i might give out or hang on my walls coz her art is tha best

psa 2
in reference to psa 1
i need a roomie again so plz apply within

rules for roomies
need 2 be able to pay half rent i dont want no scrubs
must like living w/ cats :3
is not a raging asshole

pros
gets to live w me
gets to live w my cats
gets access to mr tubs
gets access to my hella rad collection of vidja games and movies
we can have gaming sessions and itll be awesome as FUCK
its in freyr
its not in baldr

cons
there is literally no cons so do it